Chapter 7 Pool Party
Rosalind possessed a bikini that was as small as any I had ever seen. It amounted to two triangular white bits of cloth for her breasts and one slightly larger triangular bit for her privates. Other than some thin string to hold the triangles in place, that was it.
When she paraded out on the deck of the pool, she got the reaction from me that she was expecting. I got hard in a hurry. Sally had yet to make her appearance, but other than appearing naked, I couldn't see how she could outdo her mother.
I was only partly right. Sally appeared wearing essentially the same bikini, only in day-glow yellow. It was also apparent that mother had shaved her pussy, since there wasn't any place to hide otherwise. I already knew Sally was bare.
The chances of hiding my erection were zero. These were two of the sexiest women you were ever going to see, much less get to play around with in a private pool. And the two of them were going out of their way to taunt me. The thought crossed my mind that this was dangerous territory, based on how Sally had reacted to my teasing her about her mother last night.
Ros (that's what she preferred me to call her) was the first to enter the water, and ten seconds later, I wondered why she had bothered with the bikini at all. When wet, it was transparent. I mean ... glass transparent. Sally wasn't far behind her and sure enough, the day-glow yellow reacted to water the same way. I didn't think it was possible to get any harder than I was, but I might have been wrong.
"Come on, Rick. Get in the pool," Ros called. Sally was standing behind her and was doing everything possible not to burst out laughing. Anyone within a hundred yards could see my condition. Resigned to my uncertain fate, I got out of the lounge chair and walked to the edge and stepped off into the pool. At least the four feet of water would hide my condition somewhat.
The two women waded slowly toward me with evil intent, I assumed.
"I don't know why we bothered with these suits," Sally said.
"You're quite right," Ros smirked, her eyes fixed on me.
Within a few seconds, two tops, skimpy as they were, were tossed onto the deck and I watched as both women untied their bottoms and added them to the deck.
"Your turn, Rick," Ros said as she advanced toward me.
When she reached me, I hadn't made any move to take my suit off so Ros took command. She grabbed the waistband of my trunks and yanked them down in a single pull. Before I knew it, they had sunk to my ankles and I was force to step out of them.
In the meantime, Ros wasted little time and taking hold of my cock, hard as it was.
"Oh my, Sally wasn't exaggerating. You are well hung."
"I didn't realize I was being discussed," I said, surprised at Sally.
I looked over to Sally and saw her standing a few feet away, just watching what was going on with me and her mother. I didn't detect any upset in her expression. It was more one of curiosity.
Ros was the one who responded. "Women always discuss their men. Even mother and daughter."
"That's a very enlightened attitude," I suggested. "But last night I got the impression that Sally wasn't into sharing."
"That was last night. We had a little heart-to-heart this morning while you were in the shower. This isn't a permanent arrangement, you know. Just temporary until I can find a reasonable substitute."
"That shouldn't be hard, considering your looks," I said.
"Thank you, Rick. That's very nice of you to say, but acceptable partners are not plentiful these days. I'm always on the lookout, of course. This is just a bit of generosity on Sally's part."
"Don't I get a say?"
"Uhn Uh. Not a chance," she laughed, then proceeded to lead me into deeper water up to her neck and my chest. "This should do," she said, whereupon she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself up so that her pussy was rubbing the top of my cock. She relaxed her grip on my neck and began to sink back on my manhood, slowly enveloping me as she went. It was a new experience for me.
"Oh ... oh ... oh, Rick," she moaned into my neck.
By this time I had grabbed her lush butt cheeks and was holding her in place. Her buoyancy made light work of her, despite her body being little different than Sally's.
She didn't move much at first and I let her rest there for a few moments until I could feel her internal muscles begin to squeeze and her hips began to lift.
"Oh ... that is so good. Oh, yes. So good," she murmured as she lengthened her movements on my cock.
I glanced over at Sally and I could see she was fascinated by what was happening right in front of her eyes. Her mother was being fucked by her boyfriend and she was watching it, live and in color. I couldn't see what she was doing with her hands as they were out of sight below the water. The look on her face indicated she may be taking care of her own needs.
I turned Ros around and pushed her back up against the side of the pool, then began to increase the action. I could hold her there and make nice, long strokes and that set her off.
"Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. God, yes. Fuck me Rick, fuck me hard!"
I obliged her. She had her mouth welded on mine when she wasn't moaning and encouraging me. I was driving hard into her now and she was taking all of it without a hint that I was being too rough. When I got to the end of the road, she tightened up and came before I did. I couldn't tell if it was something she did on purpose, but it was good to know she got off too.
"Oh, fuck, Rick," she said, panting. "That was better than great. No wonder Sally was kicking her ass when she came back here."
"You sure this isn't going to cause problems with you and Sal?"
"She knows this is just temporary. Just a little something to take the edge off Momma. As long as she thinks you're her main man and she's the same for you ... well ... what's that saying ... no harm, no foul?"
"I better talk to her anyway," I said.
"Hell, don't waste your breath. Just fuck her the way you did me and everything will be fine."
I wasn't so sure about that. I let Ros go and she waded back toward Sally, saying something to her I couldn't overhear. Sally kissed her afterwards and then moved toward me.
"There, you got what you wanted after all," she said, but not in an accusatory tone. She was speaking softly so as not to be overheard.
"What made you think that's what I wanted?"
"I was sure you weren't going to turn her down. Not after I saw how you reacted to our little parade earlier."
"A dead man would have reacted like I did. She has the body of a much younger woman. And it's a great body to start with. I ought to know. Her daughter has the same body."
"Well since she's drained you for now, I'll have to wait my turn I guess."
"Unless you'd like something different."
"How different?"
"Hop up on the pool edge and I'll show you."
She looked at me before it dawned on her what I was suggesting.
"You're kidding?"
"Nope."
"You'd do that ... right here ... right now?"
"I would, but only for you."
She was wide-eyed at that point, but it didn't stop her from pulling herself out of the pool and sitting on the edge, her legs dangling in the water. I moved between her thighs and then carefully placed them on my shoulders. My head moved between those smooth, silky thighs toward her pussy and I made contact with my tongue.
"Oh, fuck," she jumped as I touched her labia, tonguing them with a long slow stroke. I ignored the clit for now. I would save that for later. I continued to slowly but forcefully insert my tongue in her slit and push upwards.
I couldn't see Ros. She was behind me and with Sally's pulsing thighs holding my head in place, I couldn't turn my head. But I was sure she would be watching.
Sally was leaning back on the pool deck, supporting herself with her arms, elbows locked. I could see her face and she was grimacing as I continued my efforts, but it wasn't in pain. I decided it was time to move it up a notch and began to attack her clit.
"Oh, fuck, Rick! Oh, Jesus, I'm going to come. Oh ... oh ... oh!" she cried as the onset of her orgasm began. It was no different than it was any other time. She was shivering as if she was cold, then it would turn into the shakes, and finally, when the "big one" hit, she would spasm. I grabbed her arms to make sure she didn't fall backward and hit her head on the concrete deck.
When it was over, she was limp, and I took her in my arms and pulled her back into the pool, holding her to me.
"That was quite a performance," I heard Ros say from somewhere behind me.
"You daughter has a unique way of expressing herself when she reaches climax," I said.
"So I see. But there isn't much doubt when she does, is there?"
"No doubt at all," I agreed.
"Why are you talking about me like I'm not here?" Sally asked, now coming back to the land of the living.
"We weren't sure you really were here," Ros laughed.
"You should talk!" Sally said. "I'm sure the whole neighborhood heard you."
"Now ladies, play nice," I grumbled. "After all, this was your idea."
"Yeah, and you fought it like a tiger," Sally snapped.
"Sally, don't be like that," Ros said, trying to placate her daughter before turning to me again. "I have to admit, Rick, you really did show me a good time."
This was a good time to shut up and not say anything.
"Well the next 'good time' is mine," Sally stated emphatically. "I saw him first."
This didn't look like it was going to break out into a slugfest, but I didn't want to see mother and daughter at each other's throats.
